When Jian Wuming started chasing the three girls, Shenzui in the quiet room suddenly raised his head and shouted softly: "Those three little girls of yours are in trouble."
"Outside the city, due north, twelve miles, go quickly!"
Shenzui majored in the exercises of the Mahavaghur Temple, and minored in many magical powers and secret techniques from other Buddhist sects. He was one of the few great wise men in Buddhism, and his magical powers had reached the level of enlightenment.
After meeting the three women, they had some kind of 'karma' and 'involvement' with him.
When the three women encountered trouble, Shen Zui immediately felt something in his heart, and on a whim, he 'perceived' the place where they encountered trouble.
Lu Qian rushed out of the quiet room without saying a word, looked to the north, and then jumped up suddenly.
With a loud "boom", Lu Qian was like a giant flea, soaring straight into the sky. He used too much force with his feet and blasted a large crater with a diameter of several feet directly at the door of the quiet room, and the force vibrated.
The pit is still spreading rapidly in all directions.
Several fat monks from the Great Vajra Temple who were guarding the door of the quiet room pressed their hands, and a large amount of golden light spilled out, sealing the rapidly spreading pit. The golden light shimmered, and the soil surged, filling the pit bit by bit.
Lu Qian jumped thousands of feet into the sky with just a snap of his fingers. His eyes glowed with golden light. He glanced towards the north, swayed his body, and punched diagonally upward behind him.
There was another loud bang of thunder, and Lu Qian smashed the air in a radius of more than ten miles with one punch. A ball of white air exploded. His body was affected by the force of the explosion, and a white line was brought up, quickly shuttled through the void, towards
It swooped down somewhere north of the city.
Lu Qian's power is too powerful.
He dived too fast.
With just a 'chi-la' sound, the clothes on his body started to smoke and catch fire during the high-speed friction, and burned into a ball of green smoke that floated away.
Lu Qian cursed angrily in his busy schedule, and the diamond armor flew out from Beiming Ring and quickly covered his whole body.
The sword light of more than a hundred disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect illuminated the void and fell towards the three Qingyou girls.
Qingyou, Qing Ning, and Qing Meng looked at the magnificent transformed sword light all over the sky, and shouted softly at the same time. The three green sword rainbows were connected end to end, and according to the three directions, they faced the sword light above their heads head-on.
In the handwritten notes of the ancestors of Qinglin Sword Pavilion, there are of course the ancestral precepts of "leaving the green mountains alive", but there are also ancestral precepts that teach them how to practice swordsmanship. When faced with a desperate situation, they should not bow their heads and admit defeat, but should draw their swords and rise up to face death!
A true swordsman always has a strong and straight spirit in his bones.
Xiao Sancai Sword Formation, this is the only sword formation that can be set up among the sword formations passed down by the family in Qinglin Sword Pavilion, because their Qinglin Sword Pavilion only has three Qinglin Swords left in their ancestral flying swords.
Three sword lights danced in circles, and the sword intent soared by 60% out of thin air.
But facing the joint attack of more than a hundred kendo masters who transformed into sword lights, Qingyou's face turned pale. She knew that she and her two younger sisters would never be able to stop it.
And these disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect gave her a very bad feeling.
The opponent's sword light is brilliant, but their sword intention and sword heart are evil and extreme, and they have gone astray in the way of swordsmanship. Their inheritance of sword techniques is good, but the person who controls the sword has entered the evil way, then...
…They are the best in evil!
The sky filled with sword light fell, and a burly figure suddenly stood in front of the three Qingyou girls.
Green Lemon, Green Lemon cheered in unison.
Qingyou shouted in shock: "Brother Lu, be careful!"
The disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect roared in unison, spurting out sword essence, causing the sword light to strike down even more swiftly and fiercely.
They are all in the realm of fire.
Most of them are at the peak of the Fire Realm.
A small part is half-step planting of golden lotus.
This is also the ultimate level of foreign monks that the Holy Heaven can accommodate today!
They sensed from Lu Qian's aura that he was in the Fire Realm. He had strong mana fluctuations in his body and strong essence and blood. However, he did not have the kind of restrained spirit, energy, and mana fluctuations that Jinlian had.
A sense of unpredictability.
They laughed together, as if they saw Lu Qian being chopped into pieces.
More than a hundred people at the peak of the Fire Realm and half-step golden lotuses besieged an indigenous monk in the Fire Realm... This scene was very cruel, but they liked it very much!
Lu Qian swooped down from high altitude.
When he was about to land, a cloud of water rose beneath his feet, blocking his speeding body.
The water clouds exploded, turning into streams of strong winds that howled in front of him. The fine winds and sword lights collided together, and the sound of "clang" could be heard endlessly. The sword lights were torn into pieces, and the Amitabha Swords were torn into pieces one by one.
Zong's disciples vomited blood.
The Gangfeng continued to move forward with a terrifying loud noise. Dozens of Amitabha Sword Sect disciples were unable to dodge and were hit by the Gangfeng. They were blown into pieces on the spot and exploded into blood mist.
Lu Qian himself was not that important.
But the diamond armor on his body weighs an elephant!
The water clouds he used to rise up with his magic forcefully blocked Lu Qian's speed and fall from high altitude. All the potential energy was converted into terrifying kinetic energy by Lu Qian, turning into strong wind and shooting forward.
The weight of an image, coupled with the high speed at which Lu Qian swooped down from high altitude, was such a terrifying energy.
Waves of strong wind splashed, and the sword light of the disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect was like being hit by a heavy punch with the force of several elephants.
Poor these disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect, their skills are as different as those of Xie Fugui's True Demon Puppet Sect, which means they can light up more than 20 orifice furnaces. Their physical functions, in the Fiery Realm, are only two or three at their strongest.
Bailong's level.
The level of the inner sect's true teachings of the Amitabha Sword Sect is almost the same as the complete version of the "Dragon-Tiger Vajra Body" of the Great Vajra Temple.
However, the Great Vajra Temple specializes in Buddhist body cultivation, which emphasizes a strong body and powerful strength. Those who cultivate it are all fat and strong monks.
The Amitabha Sword Sect’s techniques nourish the spirit, nourish the energy, and warm the sword essence.
The tempering of the body by their exercises is definitely not as good as the complete version of the "Dragon-Tiger Vajra Body" of the Great Vajra Temple, and it is impossible to reach the level of the power of a thousand dragons in the perfection state of the "Dragon-Tiger Vajra Body".
That is to say, sword cultivators, they still value the body.
Instead, they replaced the formation masters of the Xuanji Sect, the Talisman Masters of the Tianfu Sect, and the puppet masters of the Demon Puppet Sect. They paid more attention to the training of the soul. When they were in the Fiery Realm, their physical bodies could have the power of a hundred dragons.
, even it is very good.
So... in the face of Lu Qian's terrifying and deliberately stirred up wind, dozens of Amitabha Sword Sect disciples died miserably.
In Lu Qian's mind, the enhanced version of the exercises deduced from the three-eyed figure, combined with the initiation and training of the old monks at all costs, finally created a terrifying monster in the fire realm!
With Lu Qian's current physical strength, I am afraid that he can bear the golden lotus or even a powerful monk at a higher level!
A mere fire realm...
"You are so weak!"
Lu Qian roared in a low voice: "Who gave you the courage to attack my people on my territory?"
On the surface of Lu Qian's body, blue wind patterns lit up.
The power of the wind was injected into the Vajra Armor, and cyan wind patterns flashed on the five Vajra reliefs.
Lu Qian's speed became extremely fast.
He wore heavy armor that weighed an elephant, but his speed became slightly faster than the sword light of the disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect.
He was like a mountain that was speeding with lightning, and with a terrifying 'rumbling' sound that broke through the air, he crashed towards the disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect.
No magical powers.
There are no moves.
He just ran into him so savagely, arrogantly, and rampantly.
The sword rays fell on the heavy armor, and the sword rays were smashed into pieces. Each of the disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect vomited blood. Lu Qian hit their chests with his shoulder, forcefully knocking them to pieces.
, exploding into a large ball of blood mist.
"This is too bullying!" Qing Ning and Qing Meng put away the light of their swords. They squatted on the ground, holding their chins with both hands, and watched Lu Qian flying around in the sky with their heads.
"Really, it's very bullying." Qingyou sighed: "I remembered that when I was seven years old, the little cub of the mountain guard dog raised by my eldest cousin was ignorant and bit him secretly from behind.
Dad's big green cock's hind hoof... ended up being kicked... It's so miserable, so miserable!"
A big heterogeneous horse weighing several kilograms gave a puppy a hard hoof!
Tsk, what Lu Qian is doing now is quite similar to the sad scene Qingyou saw back then...
However, the little puppy was finally rescued after emergency rescue.
And these disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect...
The popping and popping sounds continued, and they had no chance of rescuing him.
More than a hundred disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect were slaughtered in an instant, leaving only two young men who were half-stepping to plant golden lotuses. They fell to their knees tremblingly, lowering their heads and not daring to look at Lu Qian.
Lu Qian stopped and stood in front of the two of them, his feet suspended half an inch off the ground.
"Tell me your identities and origins... well, hand over the storage ring or something first."
Lu Qian spread his big hands.
To the south, in the direction of Wuzhou City, high-pitched alarm bells could be heard, and streaks of bloody flames and smoke shot straight into the sky. The roars of the eighteen great monks who followed Shenzui and rushed to Wuzhou City could be heard: "I, the Buddha, are merciful to you.
Why do evil demons and heretics come?"
Lu Qian raised his eyebrows.
This statement is very Buddhist. No matter who the other party is, first label him as an 'evil heretic'. Lu Qian inexplicably likes this approach.
He gently poked the two disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect with one finger, directly smashing their sword essence condensed in the furnace of several acupoints between the heart and lungs, causing the two of them to vomit blood and fainted and fell to the ground.
"Qingyou, could you please escort these two guys back... those storage rings on the ground and the flying swords that have not been smashed, you should also pack them away, they are all good things!"
Lu Qian nodded towards the three Qingyou girls, then took a sudden step forward, stepped on the water clouds, and brought a stream of smoke straight towards the south wall of Wuzhou City.
The big parrot flew high above Lu Qian's head.
The rabbit brought up a silver light, and its running speed was not much slower than Lu Qian's cloud light.
On the south wall of Wuzhou City, twelve fat monks carried Zen staffs and stood at the gate of the city gate with their chests exposed. They stared with wide eyes at the disciples of the three sects of Demon Puppet Sect, Tianfu Sect, and Xuanji Sect, who were approaching little by little.
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In the metal city of the Demon Puppet Sect, a young man in red shouted sternly: "Stop talking nonsense and hand over our people first, otherwise, we will break through the city and kill every one of you without leaving a trace."